My Little Boo

Boo from Monsters, Inc. is my new profile pic.

When we first saw the movie, we fell in love with the little girl. She was so sweet. She was trusting, adventuresome and downright adorable. She didn't speak much in the movie..some babbling, boo! and kitty. That is how she came to be called Boo!

At the time the movie came out, I had a little Boo. She was two years old and such a free little spirit. Her name is Deborah. Her nick name was given to her by her older brother when she was born. He couldn't say De-Bor-ah and called her beh beh. We thought it sounded a lot like Bear Bear and so that is who she became. But, after the movie Monsters, Inc came out, we added in Boo.


Deb has always been my curious adventuresome child. She has to see, touch, experience everything around her. She doesn't just sit to watch TV she feels this need to walk across the back of the couch at the same time (much to my displeasure). She never walks when skipping and cartwheels will do. In fact, she made a bit of a science out of learning to do cartwheels. EVERYWHERE there was more than five feet of free floor space, she was doing cartwheels. It didn't matter was she was wearing, skirts, dresses, pants, shorts, pajamas.



Her sense of style is another brilliant example of her saucy personality. Dresses are always preferable. But if not a dress or skirt, then anything pink or yellow. She takes special pride in trying to match her clothes well. She has trouble understanding that just because a shirt has flowers on it doesn't necessarily match the flower pattern on the pants she wants to wear. Some days her clothing choices make me cringe, but she always puts so much thought into it that unless inappropriate for the weather, I let her wear whatever it is. In the picture, she has moved her poncho to be her skirt while she is performing.

She is so smart. She has a memory that astonishes me. Just a moment ago she was asking me about a friend who moved away a couples years ago. (She is six now, so she was four then.) This was a friend she would have tea parties with. She was trying to remember her name. She said she needs a new friend to have tea parties with and started listing her MANY friends to figure out who would be best.

She is constantly surprising me as she uses her Boo logic to figure things out. Everything has to have a reason, and she is determined to figure them out. In fact, I think she and I have been debating since the she the day she started speaking in sentences. She always has an opinion and she always has a reason for her opinion.


She is so smart that when didn't realize until just this last Christmas time that the girl is quite far-sighted. Far-sightedness has to do with the shape of the eyeball. If the eyeball is too short, the person is far-sighted. This is a genetic thing. She has ALWAYS been far-sighted. Go figure. I never knew. I went through a period of horrible guilt over the not knowing. How could I not know my kids can't see? The eye-doctor after the first exam kept reassuring me it is because she is so smart that she never had any developmental troubles. She never acted like she couldn't see so how could I know?
(Oh and my camera was doing funny things at the time the picture was taken, it isn't your computer ;-) )

So, now my little observer can see everything better with her glasses. When she returned to school after winter break with the glasses and I explained how poor her vision is without them; I completely shocked her Kindergarten teacher. Her teacher said, she is the top of her class without the glasses, we are in trouble now.

If you haven't seen it, this would be a great moment to revisit her and her jellyfish from this post.


I often wish I could see the world as she sees it. There is always something interesting to do, to explore, to experience. That is why I chose to become Boo in my profile picture. It is my reminder to find those moments in my life, because they are there. In the way my girls are letting their almost 2 yr-old brother play with them as they string beads on strings for necklaces and bracelets. In the way my wonderful husband is sitting on the couch softly tickling our baby's neck. In the way my poor 8 yr-old boy's head is hurting him so badly he is laying on his bed, in his dark room. (I fear I passed along my migraines to him, he gets bad headaches on occasion like this.) Not all adventures are exciting and fun, but they can be interesting and there is certainly something to learn from them.

Now, the Suns playoff game is on now. I am going to go cheer them on.
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